Friday, 16 December 2011

Religion for many is an obfuscated topic, and therefore,
they just take things for granted that are recorded in the scriptures. It
renders fear in our heart, and out of fear we designate our time and thought to
our creator without having been able to consciously decisive on the existence
of any super being, God per say. Our habit of questioning ‘why’ and ‘how’
becomes silent when it comes to the topic of religion, or God as religion
prohibits us questioning saying those exercises are equivalent to being
suspicious which is a sinful act. Religion teaches us to believe and follow
without questioning. It threatens us with severe consequences in case of any
doubt in our mind. So, the question is why and how we should, or should we
after all believe in something without being inquisitive?

Before even going there, the vital question is what is
religion? If it refers to a system of belief, the next question will be why do
we need a super being in that system? If religion simply means belief in
divinity, then this definition must fulfill our thirst about what is divine,
who it is, where does divine reside, which divine power do we believe in as
there are numbers of different types of religions around the world for
different groups of people, why there is not one religion and divine power
people can devote their heart to instead of numerous types. Why is this
confusion? Why do we believe in something that we can’t see, feel, hear, or
touch?

There’s a belief that religion helps people to deviate
from sins and wrong doings. True, to some extent it does, but by keenly
analyzing this statement we will see that religion is only 4.5 to 5000 years
old, but civilization started 4.5 million years ago. In that case, shouldn’t we
ponder about why didn’t the ‘creator’ send someone to guide those people who
lived before the beginning of religion? Was s/he lazy then? Or, didn’t think
that it will be required to send religion and its’ messenger(s)? In either
case, can we then conclude that God did not master the mastery of knowledge, or
is not that matriculate as we accredit him/her for? If God makes such faulty
decision, then is s/he really that credible after all? On the same note, did we
ever think why we don’t have messenger any more for century after century?

It is being stressed by every religion that its’ purpose
is to bring peace and harmony to the world. Well, then has it really
established a harmonious situation at all? There are different reasons for
people being killed, but religion is the prime one that killed and still is
killing people in numerous ways. It teaches us to hate and avoid, be
malevolent, in cases even to kill people with different religious affiliation.
It restricts us to see human beings with their humane, benevolent qualities;
instead, it forces us to categorize people based on their religious dogma.
That’s why, we see chaos amongst us. Being the beholders of the most complex
brain, we, human beings have failed to stand under a uniformed umbrella because
of the division engraved in our heads by religion. It not only infested and
contaminated our prodigy with extreme animosity and abhorrence coated
antagonism followed by egocentrism, but created a rigid wall amongst human
beings. At the same time, it coaches us to undermine humanity and embrace
atrocity, brutality, hostility, savagery, and so on.

For instance, 1971 is our proudest, yet wistful,
melancholic, troubled and disastrous time of all. It gave us independence, a
map on the face of the world that cost 30 million people of all ages, social
class, gender, religion, and the chastity of 2 million women. The reason lied
in socio political, economical injustice and aggression of Pakistan towards the
Bengali nation, but as it became intense, religion played a significant role in
it. Pakistani Govt. thought of the Bengali to be inferior in every possible
way, but religion was one of the vital causes behind such thought. They killed
innocent people because they were not Muslim, but killed Bengali Muslims as
well in the name of Islam. They wanted the then East Pakistan to be Islam
oriented only. The massacre they did is incomparable to anything in the world.

In the name of religion, people are brutally killed,
tortured and abused all over the world. It violates people’s rights to enjoy
freedom, make free choice, and have conscious decision. However, the most
affected group by it is women from the birth of religion up until now.
Regardless of types of religions, it restricts them from having a normal life,
and gives all power to a man over a woman. This power shifts from that
individual female’s father/brother to husband and even to the males of
husband’s family. Some notable examples from Quran regarding the roles of women
can be as follows: it gives more rights to men than women regarding divorce,
while Muslim men can accept up to four wives fulfilling some basic requirements
(“It’s ok to have two, three, or four wives, slave or free” 4:3), women have no
such right at all, husbands have the power to beat up their wives as needed, a
man’s inheritance is twice than the female child of the family (“Males are to
inherit twice that of females” 4:11). Not only that, when it comes to witness,
two women are equal to a man (a woman is worth one half of a man. 2:282) which
undermines their judgment and intellectual abilities (“Women are feeble and are
unable to devise a plan” 4:98).

Christianity, Hinduism, Judaism don’t teach us different
regarding these views; of course, there are many more proofs of how it lowers
women as whole, and some are the extremes of the extreme. By looking at some of the quotes below about women
that reflect on their humiliated
position in Hinduism and
Christianity it becomes clearer how each religion had placed women under the
threshold of hatred.

“Father
protects (her) in childhood, husband protects (her) in youth, and sons protect
(her) in old age. A woman cannot be left unprotected” (Manu Smiriti 9.3).

“Lord Indra himself has said that women have very little intelligence. She
cannot be taught”

(Rig Ved 8/33/17).

“Women
code says that women are without energy. They should not get a share in
property. Even to the wicked they speak in feeble manner” (Yajur Ved 6/5/8/2)

“O
Husband protect the son to be born. Do not make him a woman” (Atharva Ved
2/3/23).

Not to mention, the
existence of “Sati Partha” was the cruelest of all where a widow woman had to
be burnt alive with her husband.

"When
[the women] came back from the tomb, they told all these things to the
Eleven... But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to
them like nonsense."--Luke 24:9-11

Unto the woman he said, I will greatly multiple thy
sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children; and thy
desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee (Genesis 3:16).

“For the man is not of the woman; but the woman of the
man. Neither was the man created for the woman; but the woman for the man.”
(Corinthians 11:8-9)

“Give me any plague, but the plague of the heart: and
any wickedness, but the wickedness of a woman”. (Eccless. 25:13)

“Of the woman came the beginning of sin, and through
her we all die.” (Eccless. 25:22)

“But I would have you know, that the head of every man
is Christ; and the head of the woman is the man; and the head of Christ is
God.” (Corinthians 11:3)

One can easily be made bombarded by more quotes as the
above ones on various issues. Overall, religion confines women in the roles of
sinners, vacuous, greedy, source of misdeed and mischief. And, its’ purpose is
to make women docile, accommodating to men and their needs, but not limited to
those in any case.

Religion hinders us to have a free mind and soul. It
influences us negatively while paralyzing our rights to think, question, and
comment. It forces us to obey without any doubt, hesitation, and bribes us with
greed of rewarding in our afterlife though it fails to prove of its’ existence.
It is a poisonous tree that has spread its’ roots and branches, and can harm us
by its fruits and seeds. It has engulfed our days and nights with its verses,
and made us robotic followers. It made us less humane, while promoting and
nourishing an unsound arena of superiority complex in the context of religious
differences. So, it is up to us to decide what should we accept and how shall
we proceed. Should we blindly believe because religion said so, or should we
attempt to justify the statements within our limits? Shouldn’t we lay our eyes
on the contrasting factors of science and religion, and then decide which one
to choose? In the peak of scientific and technological era we can’t help but
being aided by them, but by accepting religious myths as facts, we are not only
undermining the contribution of science in our lives, but are taking a
hypocritical stand.

One of the 16th century’s most significant
philosophers Francis Bacon stated, “Knowledge is power”, but religion stops us
from igniting our thirst for knowledge. It offers us an illusion of the utopian
society up front, but the underlying current is ignorance, hostility, savagery,
division, spiteful behavior, and therefore, cruelty with blindness. It
navigates us to the world of unconditional submission. The tool is in our hands
to determine its’ effect. We are the ones who will decide if we should ride our
cars into the dark tunnel, or choose the radiant ones instead. Bacon also said,
“Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in
children is increased by tales, so is the other”. And, what is religion other
than tales that is being applied to frighten us using death and torturous
afterlife as the symbols of our destiny if the ‘God’ provided discipline has
been violated by us?

Monday, 5 December 2011

Trice
awoke startled with Ms. Belle pointing the meter stick that she never let go
off only inches away from his face. He could see Graham and Jenny giggling from
the corner of his eye.

Jenny
had straight long brown hair which looked like she spent hours on in the
morning but she luckily got by with just 5 minutes. She had blue eyes which
seemed to contain a vortex of colors. Graham had small curly black hair and was
a bit shorter than Trice and Jenny.

Trice
on the other hand had short black hair, with dark brown eyes and he was a
little taller than most of the people in his grade.

Trice
gave them a humorous glare.

“Mr.
Levi, if you have time for sleeping then maybe you have some time to talk with
me after school,” Ms. Belle exclaimed.

“Great,”
Trice muttered sarcastically.

The
bell had rung coming to Trice’s rescue. He sprang up from his desk to go to his
next five classes.

Trice entered
the class and approached Ms. Belle. Ms. Belle was just sitting at her desk
gripping her meter stick like she would risk her own life for it.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Trice,” said Ms.
Belle mysteriously.

“Yeah, I’m really sorry about
sleeping class but I overslept this morning and I”

“Do you know what this is?” Ms.
Belle interrupted, not even taking her eyes off of the meter stick.

“It… It’s a meter stick,” Trice stuttered.
He was starting to get suspicious of the relationship between Ms. Belle and the
meter stick. He thought that this was the reason why she wasn’t married yet.

“Wrong,” she said fiercely. She
examined Trice. “Touch it.”

Trice got a surge of fear in his
stomach and he didn’t know why.

“You want me to touch the meter
stick,” Trice went over the words aloud.

“More specifically, hold it.”

“Why?” questioned Trice.

“If you do not take it from my hand
this instant, you will be expelled from this school immediately!” Ms. Belle
said with rage in her voice.

“Okay, you want me to hold it so
bad. I get it.”

Trice approached the meter stick and
kicked it out of Ms. Belle’s hands. A sudden pain had crept into his foot and
deep into his body, like he had gotten cut by a knife; he didn’t want to tell
Ms. Belle because he knew it might turn into something weirder than just a
conversation about a meter stick.

“You will regret that Trice,” Ms.
Belle exclaimed.

“It doesn’t seem like I will,” Trice
called back.

He edged towards the door.

“That meter stick will save you and
your family’s life,” Ms. Belle said, but Trice was already out the door.

A
FAMILY SECRET

Graham
and Jenny were waiting outside of Room 27 when Trice popped his head out of the
classroom.

“So what did she say?” Jenny asked.

Trice actually had no idea how to
explain what had just happened.

He shrugged.

“Ms. Belle and her weird ways,” he
said simply

Graham and Jenny exchanged quick
glances but Trice had never noticed because he was already outdoors.

“Hey, wait up!” said Graham while he
and Jenny started running towards Trice.

“So are we going to your aunt’s
house?” Jenny asked.

“Yeah, I guess if you want to,”
Trice replied.

He felt a sudden lurch in his
stomach. He grunted as he fell to his knees.

“Trice, are you okay,” Graham asked
with concern.

The pain subsided.

“Umm, yeah,” he said hopefully. He
wondered why so many weird things had happened today.

“So what actually happened to your
parents?” Jenny asked as she quickly tried to change the subject.

“I told you guys already. They were
in a plane while it got hijacked and it was flown into the Twin Towers”

“During 9-11,” Graham finished. “You
should know this, Jen.”

Jenny
gave Graham a nudge. She only let Trice call her that.

“Calm down. I don’t want a tussle
all the way to my aunt’s house.”

They were
walking towards the front door of his aunt’s house and rang the doorbell once.

“Your aunt really needs to get a new
doorbell!” Graham yelled over the noise.

After
the doorbell stopped its glitch and got its ‘Dong!’ out, Trice’s aunt opened the door with bloodshot eyes that
looked like she hadn’t slept for weeks.

She looked at Graham and Jenny.

“It’s happening,” the aunt said.

Trice’s friends immediately stormed
into the house and started grabbing some items like they had practised it day
after day. They grabbed a few cooking tools, clothes and other stuff you would
use in an everyday life.

“Get in the car!” Jenny demanded
over her shoulder as she bolted with a box in her hand. The box was around a
meter long with golden imprints of waves. There was a light blue snow globe of
some sort in the center with the snow blowing around frantically.

Trice hurried to get in without
questioning Jenny. His aunt started the car.

Before Trice could even reach for
his seat belt, his aunt stepped on the gas pedal with all of her force.

Trice
looked over his shoulder. He could see Jenny looking out the window, stroking
her hair and her eyes were blazing. Graham’s face was extremely serious.

Trice turned around so that he was
looking out the windshield and he looked at the new path that awaited him.

They arrived at
a big old school. It looked more like college. Behind it, there was freshly cut
grass which looked like it could have stretched for acres. The sun was blazing.
There were a few fire hearths and a shimmering stream with water which looked
like it was imported from Cuba.

“Ughh. We need more naive guards,”
said Graham as he pushed through the guard.

They walked through twists and turns
in the building before standing in front of a woman who looked like she had
high authority in the building. She had brown hair and grey eyes without a
wrinkle on her face. She was sitting at a desk with her feet up. Her expression
on her face turned excited when she saw Trice.

“Trice, I finally have the pleasure
to meet you!” the young woman said before getting up and hugging him.

She let go of her grip after a
couple of seconds.

“Why was this random lady hugging
me?” Trice whispered over to Graham.

“The world exists with elements that
everybody has heard of: Water, Fire, Ground, and Air. But what the people don’t
know is that they contain great power. Kids can get these powers from there
parents, like genetics. I am the only one that mastered all four powers. On the
other hand, you did not get all four powers from my side. You got your powers
from your father’s side.”

“My father, is he alive, too?” Trice
asked. He was taking so much information on the first day that he thought that
soon he would collapse.

“Well, I don’t know. That’s why
you’re here,” his mom said in a sad mood. “He’s… he’s been captured. I’m afraid
I can’t go to save him. You see, your father was the master of Water along the Element
Body. There is a Fire Master, Ground Master, Air Master and your father as the
Water Master. I’m the headmaster since I’m the only one on Earth who knows all
four of the elements. We are all together the Element Body. Your father has
been captured by someone who foresees to capture the rest of the Element Body,
including me, to take over the world. But the only person they have captured so
far is your father. We’re having the rest of the Trainers protect the Body
while the Body teaches the Trainers.” His mom took a breath and allowed Trice
to speak now.

“I need to save the world,” said
Trice as he tried to simplify things.

“Well, pretty much. With the help of
us of course,” Graham popped in. Trice forgot that Jenny and Graham were right
beside him the whole time.

“Okay, so if I have Water powers,
what powers do you guys have?” Trice thought he would clarify before he risked
his life.

“Okay, let’s get you to your room.
You have to Master the Water powers tomorrow and set out on your journey. Your
father couldn’t even do that. So you should get all the rest you can get,” his
mom said. It was the first day he had met his mom and she was already sending
him to bed early.

RAINING
DURING TRAINING

His bedroom felt like a hotel suite from the lost
city of Atlantis. There was a tiny powered water fall that trickled all night.
He had to go to the bathroom at midnight to only figure out that he had to
physically generate the water in his own bathroom. The whole room was basically
trying to enhance his water abilities.

He could barely sleep. He had so
many questions that they made him speechless. He mostly wanted to know who
kidnapped his father. What he did know on the other hand was that he was going
to rescue his father, even if he didn’t save the world.

He slipped under his bed covers and
closed his eyes, letting the waves from his water bed swallow him.

“Okay,
since your father isn’t here, I’ll be teaching you for the next couple of
hours,” his mother said.

They were standing along the river
with Jenny and Graham with a box that Trice had seen earlier when he came to
E.A.T. (Element Action Training). His mother had the same box in her hand that
Jenny had. He finally got why there were imprints of waves on the box. It was a
symbol of his Water powers.

“This is your sword. It will be the
only thing that can help you control the Water.”

She opened the box and Trice found
the very meter stick that Ms. Belle had during class.

“That’s the meter stick that my
teacher used,” Trice explained to his mother. “She got all creepy about it
before I came here.”

“Here,” his mother said. She handed
him the meter stick.

As soon as the meter stick touched
his hand, it started moulding in a shimmering blue light until it turned into a
meter-long sword.

“It can be used to kill enemies and
to control Water. Now turn to the river, close your eyes and concentrate on the
sound of the waves. Now if you slash your sword through a loud wave, the wave
will become bigger and bigger and eventually crash on your target,” his mother
explained.

Trice focused on the sound of the
waves and slashed through, missing the splashing sounds. He readjusted and then
tried again. The waves seemed to grow and grow before crashing down and Graham.

“Hey, I’m a Fire Trainer! You’re
gonna drain my powers!” Graham yelled as he was trying to shake off the Water.

“Good. The more you practise with
that, the higher the waves will be. Now point your sword down and twist it to
make a whirlpool. This should drown your enemy when they are in the water,” his
mom said.

Trice did the gesture his mom told
him to do. It ended up making a whirlpool that swallowed up Graham because he
was close enough to the shore. Trice panicked as he immediately gestured the
flat side of his sword up and the Water sprang up with Graham. Trice then
gathered all the water that started raining down on him using his sword and
made a bubble that Graham fell into, cushioning his fall.

The bubble popped and Graham started
coughing up Water. His mom didn’t seem that concerned about Graham’s health.
She started dragging Graham towards a Fire hearth and shoved his head into it.

Graham sighed and took his head out
of the Fire. His hair was on fire.

“That’s more like it,” Graham said,
beaming.

JOURNEY
TO NOWHERE

His
mom gave him all of the information he needed. He would have to follow the
waves of the river from E.A.T. The river expanded into the Atlantic Ocean. So
he would just have to take a boat and use his sword and the waves to direct him
all the way to his father. His mom figured that where the Water would be
causing the most chaos would be where his father was since he was the master of
Water. So they waves would get rougher as he got closer and closer to his
father.

So Trice, Graham and Jenny got on
the boat and started sailing towards his father. Trice knew that this was a
good opportunity to practise his Water powers. He started to get the pattern of
where the waves were leading him so he started making the waves bigger by
slashing his sword along the sounds of the waves and got them to hit against
the boat so that they went faster and faster. Jenny was helping out by angling
all of the wind against the sail and Graham was getting rid of weight on the
boat by getting seasick every couple of minutes.

They had food, water and some
medical supplies (they were low on Pepto Bismol because Graham was drinking it
like it was pop). They pretty much had a good chance at survival. If they only
didn’t forget that they were out in the ocean.

They spotted a great white shark
that was feeding on otters hopping in and out of the water. They didn’t pay
much attention to it after a couple of minutes but later they found a fin circling there dinghy.

“Umm, guys. Do you see that?” Jenny
asked uneasily.

None of them answered. They were
gawking at the fin popping out of the water and they didn’t even dare to move.
But all of a sudden, Trice started edging towards the fin like he wasn’t scared
about it at all.

“Trice, no!” Jenny screamed.

A dolphin then hopped out of the water and a
few minutes later, the whole family of dolphins were swimming along with them.

“Wait. If these are dolphins, then
where is the shark we saw in the distance earlier? Or am I just so sick that
I’m hallucinating.” Graham tried to make an interesting point.

“Umm, there it is. It’s the one
that’s coming right for us and the dolphins!” Jenny said in horror.

The dolphins didn’t seem to be swimming
away for their lives. They probably thought that the 12 year old kids would
keep them safe.

“Hold on. I have an idea. Just
follow my lead,” Trice said.

He picked up his sword. He closed
his eyes and focused on the rhythm of the waves and slashed his sword through
them right at the last second. The humongous wave threw the shark back 10 feet.
He then pointed his sword to the ground and twisted it to create a whirlpool
surrounding the shark until it disappeared under the swirling Water and then
Trice used the flat end of his sword and pushed his sword upwards. The shark
flew out of the surface and was shot 100 feet into the air. Graham moaned while
he snapped his finger and the shark popped on Fire in mid-air. Jenny then
topped it off by making a pushing gesture outwards from her body. The shark
then in mid-air got blasted in the direction that Jenny had pushed.

“Wow” said Trice breaking the
silence after a while. “That was cool.”

“Cool? That was awesome!” Graham
said before hanging his head over the side of the boat and puking.

“Where are we?” Jenny asked, looking
around trying to analyze her surroundings.

“I have no idea,” Trice said. “I
guess we just have to trust the waves now”

They continued to do what they were
doing before. Trice was handling the waves, Jenny was handling the sailing and
Graham was handling the weight of the boat. The waves started getting bigger
and stronger until they found where all the wave chaos was. It was an island
with nothing but a huge volcano in the centre.

VOLCANO
FIGHT

“Oh, finally! Fire! It’s about time
someone other than you guys get the glory around here!” Graham complained.

As if on cue, a volcano started to
rumble and the earth started to shake. But it luckily calmed down.

This made Jenny and Trice exchange
glances but it only made Graham beam even more.

“Well, let’s go inside!” Graham said
eagerly.

“It’s a volcano, Graham. How do you
expect us to get in there?” Jenny asked.

Graham walked into a hole on the
outer layer of the volcano. There seemed to be a tunnel through the rock. They
eventually ended up near the top of the volcano with the hole at the top of the
volcano 10 feet above them when they got through the rocky surfaces of the
volcano. They looked down and the volcano seemed to be a work office of people
on fire.

There
were metal railings and balconies for the Fire Trainers to walk on. This was
definitely where Trice’s father was. He was sure of it. All of the Fire
Trainers here had evil smirks on their faces. He had to find the person in
charge. That person would definitely have his father under hostage.

“We have to go in there,” Trice said
without much confidence.

“I know! Isn’t it great?” Graham had
lightened the mood.

“Alright. I’m coming, Dad.”

It
was pretty hard to be unnoticed by all the Fire Trainers since Graham had
decided to slip on the brittle rock and bring all three of the kids tumbling
towards the magma. The three of them screamed and yelled; Trice and Jenny
because of the horror and Graham from the thrill ride.

Either way all the Fire Trainers
noticed them and started shooting Fire at them. Trice managed to make a bubble
of Water around the three of them and the Fire bounced harmlessly off of it.
Before they fell into the magma, Jenny managed to create some air that blew
their bubble up and away from the magma.

Before they could even smile about
not dying, they figured something else out as they saw the rock plummeting
towards their bubble. They forgot the fact that around all the magma, there was
rock or Ground which meant that there had to be a Ground Trainer around here
somewhere. When they found her, they saw her taking a piece of rock from the
volcano shell and throw it towards them. The rock popped the bubble, sending
the kids dropping down until they hit a metal balcony and fell unconscious.

He
woke up to see Ms. Belle glaring at him in a cave in the rock of the outer core
of the volcano.

“It’s good to see you again, Trice,”
she said.

Trice sat up.

“Ms. Belle! You won’t believe it!
They’ve kidnapped my father and they’re soon going to try and kidnap the rest
of the Element Body so they can take over the world! You’ve got to help me save
my father!” Trice hurried through so he wouldn’t waste any time.

“Ah, is this your father?” Ms. Belle
asked as she moved back so he could see his father, his mother and the rest of
the Element Body tied up with rope with duct tape at there mouths. They looked
beaten.

“Wait… It’s you? You’re the one who
sent me on this journey and made me risk my life to see my math teacher as the
one who kidnapped my father? Why?” Trice had so many questions and he was
filled with hatred towards Ms. Belle. He didn’t like her when she made him clap
erasers, but now he felt like throwing her into the magma.

“I did not say that you will regret
kicking the meter stick out of my hands?”

“It’s a meter stick! Big deal!”

“Ah, yes, but is it not that the
meter stick saved your life?”

Trice look at the corner of his eyes
and saw that his friends were tied up as well, but not beaten which was good.

“Why is it that I’m not tied up?”
Trice asked.

“Well, I need to have some fun as
well,” Ms. Belle said wickedly.

As the two were making good points
in their argument, his friends found a way to get out of their traps. Graham
managed to snap his fingers, create fire and burn all of the ropes that tied
him and then he ripped of the duct tape from his mouth with his hands.

I
was trying to grow a moustache! Graham thought, but he didn’t want to yell
it out otherwise Ms. Belle would find out what was happening. Jenny blew off
her duct tape with wind from her mouth and with the help of Graham, she was freed
from the ropes.

“Fine, you want to have some fun?”
Trice asked.

He picked up his sword.

“Let’s have some fun,” he finished.

Ms. Belle immediately stomped her
foot on the ground and a piece of rock the size of computer screen came up from
the ground and charged at Trice. He raised his sword in front of his body and a
shield of water appeared around the sword and deflected the rock so it wouldn’t
hit Trice. Trice tried to jab Ms. Belle but a shield of rock shot out of the
ground to protect Ms. Belle. The two kept on trying to launch an attack move on
their enemy but the other person managed to deflect it somehow.

Graham and Jenny were now working on
trying to free the Element Body. They then tried to get them to heal from all
of the wounds the Element Body had gotten from getting captured. Soon they were
all up and running.

“We’ll handle all of the Fire
Trainers out there. I want payback. You handle her,” Trice’s mom gestured over
to Ms. Belle.

The Element Body disappeared from
the cave leaving Trice, Jenny and Graham alone with Ms. Belle.

Graham managed to create a ring of
Fire against the ground around. Ms. Belle. This happened to stall her as she
lifted the Ground that had all the Fire around it and threw it away. Jenny blew
with her mouth effortlessly and Ms. Belle went flying into the cave wall. She
disappeared into a hole from the force of the impact into the wall. She crawled
out of the rock and was still standing when she got out.

“Sending me into my element will
only make me stronger,” said Ms. Belle, stating the obvious.

All of a sudden, water shot out of
the cave floor, taking Ms. Belle with it and went through the cave ceiling and
eventually out of the volcano.

“Trice, how did you”

“My mom taught me how to generate
Water from thin air. Let’s go. I’m scared this thing will blow up soon,” he
said.

E.A.T.
FOREVER

They left the volcano and met with the Element Body.

“So how was it against the Fire
Trainers?” Graham asked.

“Oh, they were a piece of cake,”
said Trice’s mom, not even being modest.

“Okay, well I want to get out of
here quickly,” Trice said.

“I think the quickest way is by
Air,” the Air Master said.

The Air Master managed to blow them at a
lightning speed all the way to E.A.T.

Of
course they had to free all of the Trainers from being tied up by Ms. Belle
when they got home, but none of them seemed hurt or wounded. Ms. Belle’s prime
focus was on the Element Body so she didn’t seem to bother and hurt the
Trainers.

Trice was in his room when his dad
popped his head in. He had black hair and brown eyes, just like Trice, but his
face was more chiselled.

“I finally get to meet you,” he said
in a soft voice. “So your mom tells me you’re very good at Water powers.”

“I’m alright for a beginner. Not as
good as you, of course,” he said, honouring his dad.

“Well, we’ll see if we can get you
better. I look forward to teaching you.”

“Thanks…Uhh…Dad,” he hesitated.

His dad left the room and Trice sat
down on his bed.

This was his new home. He had a new
family with his mom, dad and his friends. Even his aunt decided to come back
and Trice’s mom gave his aunt her own room. His new life was even better then
his old one, and he would be in his new life forever.

Trice
met Graham and Jenny outside on the green grass next to the river. The sun was
hotter than ever today, yet there was a cool breeze. There were Trainers all
over the place; talking with their friends, perfecting their moves and even
playing sports and just having fun.

“Hey,” Jenny said being the first
one to greet Trice.

“What’s up, man?” Graham asked.

“Nothing much.”

“So are we just relaxing today?”
Graham asked with a bit of relief in his voice.

Trice suddenly slowly moved his hand
towards Jenny’s until he had it completely in his hand so he could never let go
of it. Jenny looked at Trice and started to blush.

“I guess we are,” he replied,
without taking his eyes off of Jenny.

“Eww! Come on! Gross! Get a room!”
Graham started to complain.

Trice gave Graham a friendly shove.

The three spent the rest of the day
talking, playing and perfecting their Elements at Trice’s new home, E.A.T.